Love of a Nausea
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Today is precisely Sunday dated May 5, 2019. A grand event is about to begin. It looks like a mosque hall that has been decorated in such a way as the inauguration place of two people who will later undergo a household ark.

White roses dominate the room, chairs neatly arranged in place. A table surrounded by several chairs was waiting. The beautiful veneer is also ready.

In a place measuring approximately 4x4m2 a beautiful woman in the middle of the palace, the modern kebaya is white with sequins attached to the beautiful body. The jasmine dress was already worn. Even the lentic fingers did not escape from the decoration. A smile expands at the corner of his lips. He felt anxious, afraid, but also happy and impatient.

Some people also looked busy, a man was heard calling the father. Tell him the groom has arrived. The woman's heart was getting harder. He took a slow breath and got up slowly from his seat.

"The beauty of the pounding Aunt" Ratna said as she helped Maya walk.

His path was a bit stifled because he was wearing cloth as a subordinate to the kebaya that he was wearing. Maya is led to the front door to welcome the groom.

He lowered his head when he arrived in front and faced the Adji family. There, Adji was accompanied by Sean's family, then the neighbors. Maya broke out in cold sweat, yet she gave a small smile seeing the figure of a handsome prince in a black suit smiling at her. He was embarrassed and looked down again.

The opening was by an MC. There is a handover ceremony luggage there as a symbol that the bride's family receives well the groom's family. Then they invited guests and relatives in the camp to witness the core event ijab qobul.

Maya and Adji sat down at the place that was prepared. Hardi became his daughter's guardian. And designate Denis as a witness. From the Adji side. Mr. RT was appointed as a witness of his marriage.

Before the ijab begins, first the holy verse of the Qur'an is chanted with its meaning. It was brought by a man from the Maya family.

"How's brother Adji, are you ready?" ask pengupulu.

"God willing, God is ready" replied Adji slowly.

"Memorized?"

"God has already."

"Okay, shake your hand. Mr. Hardi please follow me." Pengghulu asked Hardi to shake the hand of his future daughter-in-law. Then pak pengulu dictated the words that Hardi should say.

"I marry you ananda Muhammad Adji Konawa bin Roberttus Daylani with my biological son named Maylana Hapsari bint Hardi Wijaya with a dowry a set of prayer tools and jewelry of twenty-five grams paid cash!"

"I accept the marriage and marriage of Maylana Hapsari bint Hardi Wijaya with the dowry paid in cash!" adji lantang.

"How's witness?" ask penghulu.

"Well." Right."

"Well." Right."

"Well." Right."

"Alhamdulillah."

بَارَكَ اللَّهُ لَكَ وَبَارَكَ عَلَيْكَ وَجَمَعَ بَيْنَكُمَا فِيْ خَيْرٍ

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Baarokallaahu laka wa baaroka 'alaika wa jama'a bainakumaa fii khoirin.

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May Allah bless you in a time of happiness and bless you in a time of trouble, and may Allah unite you both in goodness.

After giving thanks, the pengupulu prayed for the two brides, then amiin by the guests and relatives. Not to forget he gave some advice to both of them.

"Bang, look next to him. Who's trying?" ask the pengulu sir to Adji.

Adji turned to look at the woman who is now officially his wife.

"My wife, sir," replied Adji.

"Pretty kaga?"

"Beauty, sir." Adji shy.

"Neng, whose side is it?" Now the pengulu sir turned to ask Maya.

"My husband, sir." Maya also looks shy.

"Kaga's handsome?"

"Beauty, sir."

"Yes dong, Alhamdulillah Abang same Eneng already official yes, now. It is legal to be husband and wife. If it is legal time just diem-dieman only? Those lyrics?" Pak Penghulu tried to break the mood.

There was a loud sound of laughing the guests.

"Bang, now that you are free, where you two are going, want to do anything, you can. If anyone does, you already have proof, it's called a marriage book. Nought. Can be signed first the book." Mr. Pengulu handed two different colored marriage books to both brides.

The two signed the book.

"Well, what's the next proof? Where was the jewelry. Well try to use it on his wife's finger, trus replacean. Usually yes, usually. Wife nyium hand husband. Husband trus nyium the wife's forehead. This is so awkward. Want to go to vice, Bang?" ledek pak pengulu's.

Back boisterous sounds rang out, the guests laughed. They seem nervous both. Especially Adji. He was afraid until there was a Maya family or a group from his village who mispronounced him to tell his true identity.

Slowly Adji pinned the ring to Maya's ring finger, and vice versa. After that Maya kissed the back of Adji's hand, then they approached, hands clasped each other, Maya's head lowered, while Adji's face drew closer to her forehead. Smack Maya's forehead.

"Hold ... hold ...." The photographer wants to take a picture.

Adji and Maya hold back a laugh.

Finished photos. Again, the pengululu gave a little lecture for the bride and the invited guests.

"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarokaatuh, the mothers, the fathers of all who are present here are in Allah SWT's mercy. We just saw our kabul ananda. We pray that our children will be in their homes, mawadah, wa Rohmah. Quickly given momongan."

"Early marriage is usually still sweet yes, yes newlyweds. Later we will begin to know each other's personality and habits. Either evil or good. And we have to accept that. The one that used to be the dating market looks sweet, the idea is marriage. A bunch. Or even the opposite. Can."

"Neng, whatever the husband's income, accept. Bang, usually wife cook or make up, accept. Because what are we looking for? Life companion, not a chef, not a baby sitter, not a waiter. But, that does not mean the mothers of the wives become duty-free. I mean. If the wife is tired, help or at least do not get scolded. Do you know if my wife is rich?" ask pak penghulu.

"Flying saucer."

"No door opened."

"Not cooked."

Shouts from guests.

"Tuh, tuh. It's on the vent." Pak Penghulu pointed at the one who spoke earlier.

"Mahaha ...."

"In the household, we husband and wife also help each other with homework. Even though my husband was tired all day. There is no harm in helping your wife. Or if you don't want to be tired of his wife, easily rent a household assistant."

"Household name, there must be splashes, pebbles, stones, which are blocked. Surely it's. Another name is the spice of love."

"Where are we going to deal with problems? Speakable. Open to each other, do not let our household problems get heard by outsiders, even though it is the parents themselves. Well this is, usually his parents even bergorin if his children in a fight. What really is?"

"May ...."

"Don't, Sir, Mom. Let our children solve their own problems. If you really need advice, then we can give advice, but give them the opportunity to make a decision. We're not the ones who fuck their fate."

"Maybe this is all I can say, hopefully useful for all of us. Aamiin yes rabbal alamin. Kalam end, wassalamu'alaikum warahmatullahi wabarokaatuh."

Finally the lecture of the pengupulu who was also part of the ustadz was completed. Pickle continues. Invitational guests are welcome to congratulate the bride and groom.

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On top of the guarantee, there were faint smiles from the two newlyweds.

"Mbak, really fragrant, anyway" said Adji while whispering in his wife's ear.

Maya smiled a little.

"Bak, don't you weigh what's the condenser?" ask Adji again.

He continued to tease the wife while welcoming the outstretched hands of the invited guests who lined up to greet them.

"Dji, can't you? Noisy to know." Maya tries to nudge her husband's arm.

"Sir, her teeth are red, got lipstick."

"Adji."

He chuckles amusedly.

"It's so pretty my friend" cried Diana, Maya's best friend, they hugged each other tightly.

"Pantes lu love is dead, handsome gini," said Gendis who was behind Diana, whispering.

"Luckily Alex is dead, if he can't kill himself" Riris said.

"Sstttt already, there's a lot to eat." Maya greets each of her best friends.

"Congratulations, my dear." Now Monik came with her husband, greeting and hugging closely his co-worker and best friend.

"Thank you for love, too" Maya said.

"Sir, it's still a long time?" ask Adji restlessly.

"Why?"

"I ...." Adji's face paled. Maya looks worried.

"Why you?"

"Kebelet, Ma'am," he said softly.

"Astaghfirullah, go to the toilet first."

"Is it okay?"

"Nothing, no guests have come, but quiet."

"I went to the toilet first."

Adji stepped down the stairs, heading to the toilet. Maya sees her husband's behavior.

In the corner of the room look two pairs of young mudi is busy chatting while eating zupa soup.

"Mas, what did you say last night?" ask the long haired woman.

"Eum, time is here anyway." Denis dingin.

It is uncomfortable to express love in such a crowded place. Not to mention if a friend came and said hello.

"What do you want to say? The power is serious."

"Eum, yuk!" Denis grabs Arin's hand, but Arin gets up from his seat. They placed the dishes on the table and walked towards the side of the mosque.



"Mas, what do you want to say? It's deserted." Yeah."

"Eum, you ... you .. Would you like to?"

"You what?"

"Eum ...."

"Mas Denis! Wanted too, it's been told to take a family photo." Suddenly Sherli was already standing behind him.

Denis snorted annoyed.

"Yes there, first of all. Disturb people anyway," he said sewot.

"Ye, the guy I was told to call. It's awaited."

"Yes, you go first. I'm following."

"Tell ya."

"Yes." Yeah."

Sherli then walks away from Denis and Arin.

Denis is back to Arin.

"You want to be my girlfriend?" Now his voice was not as loud as before, understandably pursued by time.

Arin smiled a little.

"Eum, I'll consider it first, Mom."

"Not to be weighed, I need your answer now."

"Where yes, my. I still want to focus on college. If found out, you can be scolded by dating."

"Yes, don't get caught. But you like me, don't you?"

Arin was embarrassed.

"Mas Denis wants to wait for Arin to finish college."

"Rin, we're just going out, not getting married."

"Mas not serious dong, just mess around."

"What do you think is marriage?" ask Denis astonished.

"No, if the intention is just a courtship. Yes mending we do not need more relationships, fear disappointed later if not so."

"You mean?"

"We never know, Mom. Whose soul mate, if in the middle of the road turns out we are not a match how? The courtship was a lot of harm, Mas. That's my father's message."

Denis silent. That's right what Arin said. He thinks Arin like other teenage girls who like to date, go together with the opposite sex and so on. Apparently the assumption is wrong. Luckily, he knew a girl like Arin. Although his love is rejected, at least he knows that Arin likes him too. Only time can answer everything.

"Yes, if so we into yuk, have been waiting for the same others to make photos." Denis grabbed the girl's hand, holding her back into the building.

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"Congratulations, Dji. May. Hopefully happy always, sorry but the condition is not possible to be invited and watch your marriage," said Sean while shaking his sister's hand.

"Yes, Brother. Its nothing. What matters is his prayer." Adji stared intently at the older brother who was carrying his wife and child.

"Well, this is you, who found my wallet at the time" said the woman next to Sean.

"We know?" sean asked confused.

"dm ... Yeah, he found my wallet, you didn't ...."

Not yet had the woman resume the conversation, Sean quickly said goodbye to them. He knows what his wife is going to talk about. I'll definitely mention that Adji is a scavenger. It can be terrible if all guests hear the truth. Plans that have been made can fail.

"We say yes first," said Sean again.

"Oh yes, Brother. Thank you." Thank you."

"Thank you, sir."

"Call Brother, May. Not in the office." Sean smiled a little.

"Yes, Brother."

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The night after dinner at Hardi's residence. All assemble. Hardi Wijaya's extended family then say goodbye, because tomorrow Monday must enter work and school. Including Ratna, Hardi's sister who has been home since the afternoon using a plane.

Now only the nuclear family lives at home. One person added, Adji. Sherli had entered the room tired, as well as Hardi.

Denis looks fun in front of the television screen. While Maya and Adji sit together in front of the porch of the house while talking.

"Dji, I didn't think yes, the show would be that lively" Maya said.

"Yes, Mother. Thank goodness."

"Don't call me Ma'am anymore. Shame when it is touched by people. What are you ashamed of?"

"No, I look younger."

"Relent."

"Yes, but if I call you by name, it's not polite."

"Loh why? You're my husband."

"Oh that's it."

"He em."

"Cold yes," said Adji while rubbing his nape.

"Yes, go in yuk. To the room."

"Well?"

"Sleep, have you seen the bridal chamber yet?"

Adji.

"Come, I'll show you."

Maya grabs her husband's hand into the house towards her room, Denis who sees only a snide glance and envy. He turned off the television and followed the newlyweds.

Seeing Maya struggling spoiled on her husband's arm, made Denis careless to see the intimacy.

"Ehem, move aside, I want to pass by," he said breaking through in their midst.

Spontaneous Maya takes off her hand grip on Adji, staring resentfully at the older brother.

"Loe what's up, Mom? Suntuk. Unusually? No slingshot?" ask Maya.

"Tomorrow work, sleep-sleep!" he shouted as he walked towards the room and closed the door loudly.

Maya and Adji looked at each other, then smiled.

"Let him" said Maya Lirih as she opened the door to her room.



Maya had already entered her room, turning on the sleeping lights. Adji was glued to the middle of the door, amazed at the view in the bridal room.

"Cock stay there? Here in. This is my room, uh our room. How's it? Nope good? Lots of flowers." Maya stretches her hands pointing towards the bed that has been decorated in such a way. On his bed was full of flowers, and so was his bed.

Adji slowly stepped closer to the bed. Looking up, the flowers he thought were terrible. What if while sleeping suddenly falls, like a new grave sprinkled with flowers.

"Mr, uh, May. This isn't wrong? Is there no ductility? I got goosebumps looking at it," said Adji.

"Hahaha .. yes, no."

"Where am I going to go, which bathroom?" ask Adji.

"That's right there." Maya points to the side of the door, in front of the sink.

Quickly Adji steps into the toilet, while Maya opens her closet to change into sleepwear. Coincidentally he got a wedding nightgown gift from his co-worker, who else if not a monik.

Adji finished from the toilet was immediately shocked when he saw the woman who had officially become his wife was standing behind him in front of the wardrobe.

As Maya was stripping one by one of her clothes, Adji's jakun went up and down, her heart pounding. He narrowed his eyes, not to see the beautiful sight, but his heart said something else. What he saw was not lawful to him.

Clearly visible in front of her eyes, Maya's curves in a thin evening dress, showing clearly the inside of the woman's body. Adji took a slow breath, trying to set her up so as not to faint.



Feeling that something was noticed, Maya turned her head, she seemed jolted to see Adji who was standing sculpting. Maya covers part of her body with her hands, she is embarrassed to find out since her husband saw her change her clothes.

"Don't tell me you saw everything?" ask Maya nervously.

Adji nodded softly.

"Beautiful, white" Adji said in a raucous voice.

His feet were heavy to step on. Maya blushed in shame. His face was like a tomato.

Suddenly Adji lost his balance, almost fell. He is still trying to calm himself. His heart was unceasingly pounding, especially when he saw his wife walking closer. The more clearly visible the beautiful body nan white. Plus fragrant flowers filled the room.

Brugh!

"Damma!" maya screams when she sees Adji lying on the floor.

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